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Excerpt from The Real Charlotte
AN August Sunday afternoon in the north side of Dublin. Epitome of all that is hot, arid, and empty. Tall brick houses, browbeating each other in gloomy respectability across the white streets; broad pavements, promenaded mainly by the nomadic cat 5 sti?ing squares, wherein the infant Of unfashionable parentage is taken for the daily baking that is its substitute for the breezes and the press Of perambulators on the Bray Esplanade or the Kingston pier. Few towns are duller out of the season than Dublin, but the dullness of its north side neither waxes nor wanes; it is immutable, unchangeable, fixed as the stars. So at least it appears to the Observer whose impressions are only eye deep, and are derived from the emptiness of the streets, the unvarying dirt Of the window panes, and the almost for~ gotten type Of ugliness of the window curtains.
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AN August Sunday afternoon in the north side of Dublin. Epitome of all that is hot, arid, and empty. Tall brick houses, browbeating each other in gloomy respectability across the white streets; broad pavements, promenaded mainly by the nomadic cat 5 sti?ing squares, wherein the infant Of unfashionable parentage is taken for the daily baking that is its substitute for the breezes and the press Of perambulators on the Bray Esplanade or the Kingston pier. Few towns are duller out of the season than Dublin, but the dullness of its north side neither waxes nor wanes; it is immutable, unchangeable, fixed as the stars. So at least it appears to the Observer whose impressions are only eye deep, and are derived from the emptiness of the streets, the unvarying dirt Of the window panes, and the almost for~ gotten type Of ugliness of the window curtains.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Language - English
Hardback
Contributors
Author
E. Œ. Somerville
Published Date -
ISBN - 9780266154761
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 2.1 cm
Page Count - 393
Paperback
Contributors
Author
E. Œ. Somerville
Published Date -
ISBN - 9781331066071
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 2.1 cm
Page Count - 395
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